Luyện nghe bài hát Gimme Your's

Nas

Gimme, gimme, for the NYC
Gimme what you can't get
Gimme, why you gimme the world
Gimme you can't get back, for the five burroughs

1: AZ

Yo, it's hard to show resistance money-gettin niggas
need my assistance to stock figures, non-existence
Fuck keepin my distance, cos bein poor persistence
Plus plea's, a G's, I had me blockin out of jail centres
I'm recognised by the of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies really into jewels
But sceptic on who I cling to
Cos every single nigga that swing thru, ain't my man cos we mingle
To mistake shit, females be feedin off that fake shit
Filled with envy and hatred but my high help me escape it
Temporarily the world, don't read the wise
Verbally nourish me, properly with that inner city, GC
I fucked with those my age bracket
cos they analyse and to get the papers and stack it
no trace to track it, keep on thinkin tappers is accurate
That mack shit, livin the lifestyle, we filled black wit

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp lines and signs)
Just gimme (Rollin trees, G's)
what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you knew that)
Just gimme (Money getters, the bidders)
Why don't you gimme the (rollin wit us)
what you can't get back, for the five burroughs

2: AZ

So in God I trust, I lust for a
And in too, I touch a million-plus, ain't to discuss
Diamonds and double-digits, Gianni down with lizards
It's realism so I to live it
Movin cleverly wit of longevity
Strong got me touchin papers, others would never see, G
So do the in my claw, flourescents
symbolises the essence, you're sailin in a
Drug investments, a street thug's plug, the insurance, but
they had you for warrants 'fore you get enourmous
Life's a performance so play wit endurance
cos from war sense, any willing to get more intense
They tried to break us but all it did was make us
travel across acres for papers, bonafide takers
Cos though we know we all gotta go
As long as leavin thievin, we'll be leavin wit some kind of doe,
so...

Nas, (AZ)

Just gimme (Pimp and dollar signs)
Just (Rollin trees, stackin G's)
Gimme what you can't get back (True dat, I thought you that)
Just (Money getters, the high bidders)
Why you gimme the world (rollin wit us)
Gimme you can't get back (It's real, NYC)

gimme (QB)
Just (B-K, VT)
Gimme you can't get back (See me, AZ y'all, representin)
Just gimme (Yeah, the life is trife life)
Why don't you the world (Representin)
Gimme what you can't get (Life's a bitch......)